My brain is like the wilderness where all sorts of things can be. My brain is like a young developing tree you see- with buds and new fruits intriguing to me. Sometimes my brain is as hollow as can be- with hundreds of miles and nothing to see. Then there are days like the seas it can be -- just teeming with life as vast as the eyes can see. The eyes of my heart, my soul and my being -- my brain is a mystery a mystery to me.